Please Be Seated -

"Let us embrace each other like we have the arms of two chairs.  Let us dance like our legs are those of a table. We should do dinner sometime."

Jarod Kintz

THEMATIC PHOTOGRAPHIC

Please be seated in 5 easy photos.

Please be seated while we contemplate these mysterious prints.
What can we tell?

Houston we have a problem.  Sit for a spell, fix and repair and all will be well.

Please come sit with me a spell.

Please have a seat Miss Monarch, I have a story to tell.

"Oh that I were seated as high as my ambition, I'd place my naked foot on the necks of monarchs."

Horace Walpole

Good, Random Fun - Monday

"There's good random 
and there's bad random. 
There's good silly
 and there's bad silly,
 and you've gotta know the difference." 
Conan O'Brien

The Good.  THE RANDOM. The Fun.

Happy Monday to All.

The Good.

My absolute favorite time of the year is beginning.

Our sunsets are coming later every single day.

Thank goodness, Henry has returned to spread his bubble to all.

THE RANDOM.

Last Sunday brought this-

and this-

Now one week after the March madness snow storm we have this-

Saturday afternoon in Minneapolis.

The Fun.

Searching for festive window decorations and bunnies around town.

Seems he's crying the blues, from the hands of someone.  We'll come back again and wipe his blues away.

Thanks for joining me in the good, random fun of life.

Enjoy your week.

Old Bank Street- The Mag

"So I find words I never thought to speak

In streets I never thought I should revisit

When I left my body on a distant shore."

T.S. Eliot

THE MAG

Old Bank Street, Manchester UK by R.A.D. Stainforth

For My Darling

We walk these rainy streets

arm in arm

like we've done 

so many times before.

A ritual ever spawning

until it isn't.

The task of farewells
on the wake of rushing

in, like swimming

in cold water in winter

haunting us like never before.

Our thoughts

become a lantern in our darkness

as if to tame our steps

over these cobblestone streets

under midnight stars
and a waning
moon, the city sleeps
like all the nights before.

We carry our burdens 
arm in arm
until daylight breaks

and our separation 
becomes a return of darkness
as if to frame our steps
in a concrete mass
of familiar thoughts,
this is not
good-bye.
I'll be waiting
for you-
on that distant shore.

When All Else Fails

LEARN TO FLY BEFORE YOU CRAWL

SIX WORD SATURDAY

There's noting better than a good walk in the woods.

"The secret of genius is to carry the spirit of the child into old age, which means never losing your enthusiasm." 

Aldous Huxley

Meet acrobat kitty.

"Animals make us human." - Temple Grandin

"The most important thing people did for me, was to expose me to new things."

Temple Grandin

"And hand in hand, in the center of the kitchen, 

they danced by the sound of music in their hearts." - Me

Everybody likes a good archaeology dig.

Hello sweet shadow!

"You have to dream before your dreams can come true."

A.P.J. Abdul Kalam

Count yourself lucky if you know a Gnome.

"Sometimes you have to go outside your field of study to find the right people." 

Temple Grandin

Six Word Fridays- Perspective

"Everything we hear is an opinion,

not a fact, everything we see

is a perspective, not the truth."

Marcus Aurelius

SIX WORD FRIDAYS -  

PERSPECTIVE

REALITY IS A QUESTION OF PERSPECTIVE

Yesterday, we discovered an interesting Swiss journalist and aerial photographer, Georg Gerster.

His capture of shadows, are incredible.

Height provides overview, and an overview
facilitates insight, while insight generates consideration.

The further you get from the 

past, the more concrete and plausible 

it seems, but as you approach 

the present, it inevitably seems incredible."

Salman Rushdie

Linking with Adrienne at Six Word Fridays.

Stones Throw Away - Good Fences

Or rather, mighty boulders cometh since my last visit here, you'll see what I mean.

Giddy up horsey please take us to the Burwell House.

GOOD FENCES

Welcome to the Charles Henry Burwell House
and their grand old Victorian style house
in Minnetonka.

It's been awhile since I've roamed the old Burwell grounds

and it was quite by accident that we drove right by it last Sunday.  We were headed elsewhere, but how could I resist a quick stop there as well?

You might believe this wall of boulders has been here since the beginning-

but you'd be mistaken.

The wall serves to break the way of the land, more than anything else.

It's beautiful too, and had my camera not shut down from the cold air, I would have captured a few of the etchings scattered about the rocks.

This bridge and fencing crosses the Minnehaha Creek, and is also a new addition to the property.  They've been busy out here.

Care to rest for a bit?

Just keep following the path, it will lead you back to the main house.

"Something there is that doesn't love a wall
that sends the frozen-ground-swell under it
and spills the upper boulders in the sun
(if it were out)
And makes gaps even two can pass abreast."
Robert Frost


Speaking of frost, which reminds us of winter, just a few hours after taking these pictures winter returned to most parts of Minnesota.

Black and White Wednesdays - Still

BLACK AND WHITE WEDNESDAYS

Still

"Everything takes time. 
Bees have to move very fast to stay still." 

David Foster

If I could board a plane for Brazil, which of course I can't,
 I'll pedal my bike instead-

Across the barren stillness of this gift of spring-

knowing surely it wouldn't last.

Still hoping, spring has surely sprung.

Yet feeling dampness in the air, 

not by skill but by winter's hold

 clutching still-

 Oh how the breath of winter still grasps from afar, swaggering across my afternoon sky forcing my feet to be still.

By Sunday evening-

Above me I catch billowing,

  Art Deco peaks floating

 ever so still,

 gliding ever silently over me.  

So it goes winter returns.

Yet to reassure me-

shapely curled smoke rings 

rising high from chimneys

 break the chill

of my evening air in silent frill.

I know this stillness not by skill,
 but by reason and reality.

So winter wins and leads on still-

and I shall travel nowhere without a shovel.  Still

a girl can dream right?

I'm linking with Adrienne for Black and White Wednesdays

Thematic Photographic - Get Dirty

From the land of dirt, or other like pie in your face stuff- I offer "Get Dirty" for Carmi's Thematic Photographic post this week.


THEMATIC PHOTOGRAPHIC

"I love nature, I just don't want to get any of it on me."

Woody Allen

Mud Castles!

C.S. Lewis quote, mud pies, or sand castles?  We are far too easily pleased."

What's that on your nose Mason?

What happens when you bite into something scrumptious?

Just can't get enough!

"The surest way of spoiling a pleasure, is to start examining your satisfaction." 
C.S. Lewis

Too much road dirt, or can you see Misty's reflection, as she romps in the snow?

If you care to share some of your own "Get Dirty" photos why not pop over to Carmi's Written Inc here, and post your dirt.

Timeless - The Mag

"To be evenminded

is the greatest virtue.

Wisdom is to speak

the truth and act

in keeping with its nature."

- Heraclitus

THE MAG

From this Land

of

Chattering Folk

Grow Trees

Why do

Trees speak

even to those who 

cannot tell an elm from 

a four-hundred year old oak?

As it whispers from the hallows

of those mighty Pillars in close formation,

swinging low from Angel Oak to the many dancing 

magical auras rooted deep within the most beloved Zelkova, 

with its ornamental shade and wise old trunks sagging

of honesty and swallowing up old vows 

Cast by sticks and stones, shedding happiness and fertility

and shade with limbs of power branching strangely under 

rituals and myths both past and present 

 deeply rooted

in our souls

igniting auras

evermore.

Now for the nature of things in my neck of the woods.

A whiteness powdered the sky around us.

We welcome not this storm of spring

and still it came in festive fling.

Branches worn heavy, of white shag in March Madness form.

No blistering blizzard 
simply silent-slanting snow falling
10 inches deep it scissored
the center of our spring.